brainliquid's Dream Journal

My BF Niki and I were in a large room, maybe a dojo. The flies were a nucance. I tried to swat them with a sword I was carrying. Eventually I got skilled at the task or may have switched to a fly swatter. By the end of the scene I had killed and enmassed a small pile of flies and felt satisfied that I had rid the room of the pests.

The 'carpet' was a queen-sized mattress. I was lying down on it in a prone position outside, alone, when it started to hover above the ground. There was no fear, just a sense of joy and intrigue - especially when I realized I could elevate and descend slowly through intentional thought. In a short matter of time I also learned that I could add directionality by shifting my weight.
At one point I was above the trees of a forest hovering with a sense of precariousness when I decided to quit tryin

The dream kept returning, it seemed. I was pipetting some sort of solution into a syringe. Both were crucial for something, maybe a patient's life. Sterile technique was required. I remember the first round being very careful, but after a while, hours it seemed, my technique became imperfect. Eventually I noticed I was not even wearing sterile gloves and gown. I was frustrated that my performance was imperfect, but I was compelled to continue, which I did.

I was somewhere in the Middle East, like Afghanastan were I was meeting with a very wealthy man and his family who lived on 50 acres located in the middle of an urban area. The property had numerous buildings. The main mansion was to the East and looked like a gigantic black sand drip castle. To to the North was a fortress like structure made from large carved stone blocks. Our meetings were from the offices and attached home that overlooked the grounds, with those other two buildings clearly in

The room was part of the apartment which was hundreds of feet high, maybe 60 stories up. The room was the size of a container - the type on freighter ships - and hanging on 4 cables, one on each corner. I was sitting on one side peacefully when two children came in uninvited. I tried to be friendly to them. I didn't know them, but they had intruded into my life and dwelling due to the influence of a family member.
One of the children started rocking the room (the container). I asked him to stop

I had been asked to give a lecture-sermon at a church, I think a very contemporary Catholic church. I entered the center of the stage and recall seeing many seats, maybe 100 people. The stage floor was a tense trampoline surface. The sermon involved demonstrating and extracting lessons from a large black metal ball hanging from the ceiling. As time went on the ball started swaying spontaneously due to earth's rotation. By the time it was swinging dramatically to and fro I begain asking and telli

I returned from a camping/fishing trip which was also in the dream prior to this scene, but don't remember those details. I arrived by walking up Ocean Drive and saw Jen N standing tall and slender in the street. I observed that she was smoking a cigarette and wondered if she had resumed smoking to lose weight. As I approache I said, "Ah, so you've started smoking again". Her reply was friendly and I noticed her figure had become even more enticing than before, with light behind her excentuating

K and I were at an outdoor theater in New Orleans. The cast was huge, 200-300 maybe. It started as an African American symphony, then a lead character appeard describing the miraculous technology of toilet technology available during Hurricaine Katrine. He showed a comedy video on the screen of the theatre, describing the mobile toilets as "Mobile Commode Technology" or something like that, with animated graphics of toilet bowls and people appearing pleased that they were making their targets.

My aged and demented father was hanging things up on hooks on a wall. There were 2-3 others present discussing the placements. I crouched at their feet crying. I was relieved to see he was making these decisions, but anguished that he still did not acknowledge his son who only has his and his family's best interests at heart. I woke up with tears on my eyes.

The Center was high class, modernesque, like Vdara in LV. I don't remember what led me there, but I recall waiting for the masseuse when I saw my father at the receptionist's desk off to the left. He looked like he did when he was around 50. When I saw him I waved and he waved me away and then walked out. I was hurt and disappointed. Shortly thereafter I was standing next to my masseuse. I think she was Kanako. She was rubbing my back. I was naked, since that was acceptable. I asked if I could r